Last night was so fucking nuts. Went to a party with the girl whose screen name I got at the Super Bowl party. Unfortunately, she ended up making out with some other random guy. I was hoping to get at least a little something out of her because she told me she gets horny when she's drunk but she doesn't let the guy get past kissing, so I wouldn't end up doing anything I would regret in the morning. No such luck.
Nonetheless, it was a fun night. Even though I ended up spending a half and hour haunched over the people's bath tub. Too much booze
. I felt really bad because there were people who needed to use the bathroom, some of them female. They ended up having to just come in and do their thing while I was in there. But everyone was being really good to me while I was sick. Some random girl I never met was giving me water and taking care of angry people who wanted to use the bathroom. And this girl Suzie, who was that other girl's friend and who came with us, was by my side for a lot of it and made me feel a lot better. I remember, too, that I kept trying to give people the 20 dollar bill in my wallet in an attempt to make up for any inconvenience I caused. Luckily, nobody took it, and one person talked me into putting it away.
Afterwards we stopped by the South Street Diner, probably the only place to get food at 3 or 4 in the morning. Here's a tip: if you're at an all night diner and really want a table, don't resort to sharing it with some random strangers, especially not if these strangers are drunken bums. They kept hitting on the girl I was with (fuck, I might as well use her name: Natalie) and were really fucking rude. They kept asking Natalie to flash them the whole time, and I just really wanted to fucking punch them.
After that, Natalie and Suzie ended up crashing on my floor, which was a small miracle since there's so little room on my floor. As my roomate pointed out in the morning, though: "What the hell? There were two girls sleeping on our floor and nobody scored?" Haha, oh well.
Still, not something I'll soon forget. I just wish I hadn't lost my cell phone at the party. Oh well, I'll get it back, I'm sure. Natalie said she'd ask about it when she called to ask about the earring she lost.
Unfortunately, today has been one fucking bad hangover day.
Nonetheless, it was a fun night. Even though I ended up spending a half and hour haunched over the people's bath tub. Too much booze
. I felt really bad because there were people who needed to use the bathroom, some of them female. They ended up having to just come in and do their thing while I was in there. But everyone was being really good to me while I was sick. Some random girl I never met was giving me water and taking care of angry people who wanted to use the bathroom. And this girl Suzie, who was that other girl's friend and who came with us, was by my side for a lot of it and made me feel a lot better. I remember, too, that I kept trying to give people the 20 dollar bill in my wallet in an attempt to make up for any inconvenience I caused. Luckily, nobody took it, and one person talked me into putting it away.
Afterwards we stopped by the South Street Diner, probably the only place to get food at 3 or 4 in the morning. Here's a tip: if you're at an all night diner and really want a table, don't resort to sharing it with some random strangers, especially not if these strangers are drunken bums. They kept hitting on the girl I was with (fuck, I might as well use her name: Natalie) and were really fucking rude. They kept asking Natalie to flash them the whole time, and I just really wanted to fucking punch them.
After that, Natalie and Suzie ended up crashing on my floor, which was a small miracle since there's so little room on my floor. As my roomate pointed out in the morning, though: "What the hell? There were two girls sleeping on our floor and nobody scored?" Haha, oh well.
Still, not something I'll soon forget. I just wish I hadn't lost my cell phone at the party. Oh well, I'll get it back, I'm sure. Natalie said she'd ask about it when she called to ask about the earring she lost.
Unfortunately, today has been one fucking bad hangover day.
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hangovers do indeed suck.
ps even as a drunken stranger i woulnt do that
theyre just jackasses with the maturity of frat bois who cant handle their shit.... hahahahha sooo sooo many of those... oh dear
and about kind strangers,.... yeah always nice...